Qingyun Mountain's rear slope, Ancestral Hall.
Jiang Ming looked at the ordinary old man silently sweeping the ground. He knew that this was Wan Jianyi, the protagonist of the five-man expedition into the Wilderness in the previous era of Zhu Xian. To this day, every branch of the Devil Sect still remembered him. They had even attacked Qingyun Mountain to wash away the humiliation of Wan Jianyi storming the Holy Sect's main headquarters. As for whether that was true or not, only people like Ghost King knew. Still, it showed both Wan Jianyi's personal charisma and formidable strength. Jiang Ming even guessed that Wan Jianyi possessed the strength of the Shangqing Peak Stage or perhaps even the Taiqing Realm. Otherwise, he could not have slain Zhou Yin, wielder of the Li Ren Cone, with a single sword strike during the Qingyun battle.
Wan Jianyi, who was sweeping outside the hall, sensed movement at the entrance. He discovered a young disciple standing outside, surrounded by sword intent. Yet even with his senses, he could not determine Jiang Ming's exact cultivation. Startled, he could not help asking, "Child, whose disciple are you? Why have you come here?"
Jiang Ming cupped his hands toward Wan Jianyi. Looking at the many ancestral tablets within the hall, he said, "Reporting to Senior, my name is Jiang Ming. My master is Tian Buyi of Da Zhu Peak. As for why I came here, it is to create my own path beneath the witness of the ancestors, and to let them see that the Qingyun Sect of today has gradually lost its vitality. Ever since Qing Ye Ancestor, it has been living off its old foundations, with no desire to advance. Perhaps before long, even one or two of the Four Great Techniques may be lost."
Wan